Teagan's Point of ViewFuck. Fuck. I didn't think he would be here. On the contrary, I had hoped he would remain fully out of these dealings. You know, like he always had.But no, he was here. He was here and looking so different than he normally dressed. Black shirt. Slacks. hair placed meticulously. Even his beard seemed appealing, something I never thought I would find attractive in a man.My insides were clenching together. Shuddered every time my eyes caught a glimpse of him. If it wasn't for the long sleeves of my dress, I was sure they would see my armpits break out in a sweat. The setting spray I had used before the dinner better be as good as the sales lady had claimed, otherwise I was going to be a melting mess by the end of the night.All of my attention went right to him. Went right to every single knuckle he kissed. Our eyes locked and my heart did several flips.This was going against everything I had promised myself. See him as little as possible. Don't let him touch
Teagan's Point of View I was out of that house like a bat out of hell. Anger roiled deep in my stomach. Made me want to turn around and shove a pipe into their asses. Make a fucking video out of it just to prove a point. They dared blame us for what we had endured. Not themselves or anyone else. Only Harland and I were accountable for something we had zero control over. Flying down the front steps, I was already halfway down the driveway when I heard the front door close again. "Teagan!" Bellamy called from behind me. I groaned but kept going. Forced my legs to go faster than they ever had before in heels. Rocks kicked up behind me. Was I going to walk the entire way back to my hotel? Most likely not. I just needed more space between me and them before I called a taxi. "Teagan stop!" He called again and I could hear his feet hit the ashphalt. He was steadily gainign ground on me. But Bellamy was part of the problem. If my parents hadn't wanted to marry me off to him, then I
Teagan's Point of ViewBreathe. Don't let him know that you are shaking on the inside. Confidence. You got this.The mantra replayed in my mind on a loop. Circled over and over again whilst I stood in front of that door.After the maid had left, I remained neatly in the foyer. Did my best not to fidget with my fingers. My rings. Or any piece of clothing.This was my last chance. Last crack at it before I tucked tail and ran back home.It hadn't even been a week here and I was already coming apart at the seams. Pitiful. But nothing a good few sessions with Harland's therapist couldn't fix. Or rather, it would grant me the tools to fix myself.I could hear Jonah chuckling from the dining room. A chair screeched against the tiles. Another followed and I already knew who it was.No backing off now. I had to stand my ground and demand the proposal be accepted, despite my reluctance to rekindle my relationship with my parents. Bellamy just had to take a backseat regarding this matter.Once
Teagan's Point of View They each got individually made breakfasts. My mother had chosen eggs benedict whilst my father had an all-around breakfast. Neither touched their food when it arrived. Instead, they stared at me. Never let their gazes slip off of my face. Remained stoic whilst I drank my second espresso. When I had come here, I hadn't bargained on them being here as well. On the contrary, I had hoped to speak with Jonah alone. Even Bellamy was an unwelcome sight. But as luck would have it, Jonah already summoned them from their firey pit of hell to come to torment me. Their presence knocked my confidence down a peg or two. My once glowing smile was far gone. "We want to apologize for last night," My mother started. I didn't miss the way her eyes slid over to Jonah. How she sought his approval. He gave her a shallow nod but one I couldn't miss. "We know now that broaching the subject of Harland with you isn't going to get us anywhere. You just need to consider that we rem
Teagan's Point of View I was going home. The thought was both thrilling and saddening at the same time. After days spent in Desert Sun, I couldn't get Jonah to agree to any of our terms. I had made an enemy out of my parents. Alienated one of my mates whilst lying to the other about his existence. No. This was not the pack I wanted to be in for the rest of my life. This was not the pack I wanted to wake up to in the morning. Yet I had this looming feeling that I would be back. Like there was no escape from this place for me. Not truly. Ciaran was going to fight Jonah for Desert Sun, or Bellamy was going to be backed by Eiecrunt, granted he give us what we wanted. Bellamy. Bellamy Johanness. The heir of Desert Sun and my mate. A heady compilation of words, to say the least. If Ciaran was going to indulge in the latter, there was no chance I would come to deliver the verdict. Only then would I tell Harland about it all. Only then that I would bare my soul to the leaders of my pa
Ulrich's Point of View All this place had to offer me was a whirlpool of fucking dust. Not a single person had something of interest to tell me. Not even the fucking children. It was the most frustrating scouting mission I had ever been on. It was now evident to me that wolves knew how to keep their lips shut. But after years of myths and legends regarding them, I wasn't surprised. Just frustrated with my lack of intelligence. The town was named Desert Sun in their language. A foreign affair if you asked me. Some poor soul told me the word but I could barely comprehend his appearance in this blistering heat, much less the foreign language he had used. Zulu or some other strange language. The higher-ups weren't going to be impressed with my mission on this side. I could almost feel their angry eyes settling on me. Old cunts that had long since given up their active duty. Bastards, every last one of them. Oh well, what could I have done? Taken them back to my hotel and torture t
Teagan's Point of View Breathing in the air of Eiecrunt felt like a rite of passage. It filled my lungs. Filled my soul. Desert Sun felt like a distant memory compared to the elation I had in my chest. The feeling of invincibility at my back. This was where I belonged. Where I needed to be. Harland was waiting for me on the other side. Happy. In love. Fuck Desert Sun and fuck the people there as well. Jonah could shove his proposal up his ass. I would never move back there. Not even for a million fucking dollars. We were slowly getting off the plane. Moved at a snail's pace whilst kids screamed in their mothers' ears. Ulrich was tightly pressed to my back, causing just enough sparks between us that I wanted to push him backward. Shove him as far away from me as possible. But the conversations we had had was enlightening. There was nothing I didn't tell him about myself. Except for being a wolf, of course. No human mind could comprehend that fact without imploding on the spot.
Teagan's Point of View We were entangled in each other before we even got to the door. All tongues, teeth, and flesh. A flurry of lust. Harland had his hand thrust into my hair. Pulled down on the roots at the base. I moaned heavily and he thrust his tongue into my mouth again. Parted my legs with a knee as I scurried backward. The pressure on my cunt was intense. Built up with each passing second. My arms were wrapped around his neck. Kept him firmly in my grasp. Longing flowed and bubbled between us. As if we hadn't touched each other in years. Yearned for each other so badly that our bodies were dried and shriveled. Finally, we reached the door. Harland broke the kiss for a second but still kept me close. Leaned past me to put the key in the keyhole. I saw my opening. His neck was laid bare in front of my face. Leaning forward I placed a kiss on the tender flesh between his neck and collarbone. Trailed my tongue down until his shirt wouldn't give anymore. Harland shivered b